Everyone has memories that fully explore their childhood learning experience. Throughout my youth I had two primary instructors, my mother and my father. Growing up I’ve been an only child so their focus was always directed toward teaching me.

In my childhood, I had a lot of creativity built up. From watching every adventure, mystery or Walt Disney film, to reading Nancy Drew chapter books and playing spy around the house afterwords, I was always in character. My face would be glued to these books and I would create little narratives in my notebooks, with new characters and the adventures for them to get lost in based on my own fantasies. I was never a huge fan of reading, but would love when my parents or babysitters would read to me. It allowed me to escape and daydream of being inside that story book. My mother would always recite Dr. Seuss books and my all time favorite book The Rainbow Fish, no matter how many times I could recite it back to her from memory. The story was about a fish with an exquisite appearance of scales, whom did not have any friends until he shared his scales with the other not so fortunate fish. This book always stuck in my head as a kid, as to this day, seeing as I can relate to the fish-- being an only child and all. The warmth of the message this story left encouraged me to look for similar pieces and want to continue reading.

Occasionally, I would go to my grandparents house on the weekends. Whenever I would visit them, my grandmother would always bring down a big box of crayons with scrap paper encouraging me to make something new for her refrigerator. She would be in the kitchen cooking while my grandpa sat in his big ole comfy recliner reading his daily news observer. I observed him from across the room while fancying my crayons and small disney puzzles. I can hear his voice to this day as he were to chuckle, “what kind of mess are you going to make today?” They made me love coloring, it was my passion-- still...

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I didn't only have a happy childhood, that is why it was so important to me to have my big sister taking care of me. She was always there for me, was and is still a huge role model. Although there were times I was totally against her, today I am super happy to have her in my life and I wouldn't want to miss her now. In the following few paragraphs I will explain how she made my life better and how I rebelled against her.
In my childhood she was always there protecting me which I didn't really appreciate back then. I was always embarressed that my big sister had to stand up for me. To me it seemed that she just wanted to look good in front of my friends, but now that I think about it I have to laugh everytime.
Although she is 7 years older than me she always played barbie with me and spended time with me.
In my teeanager years I was a lot of time really annoyed of her because I just wanted to go out and do fun and sometimes stupid things but she was almost always there to stop me which made me so mad. But one time in my life when I was 13 years old I had fight with all of my friends and I was all alone and she was there to cheer me up. We went out to shop and grab something to eat together. I was so thankful to have her and not to be alone at that time in my life. For that I will be thankful to have her because she was so caring and loving.
Since the last two years we became like best friends, we do everything together and I can always...